“hey. guess who was just in my store?”
“who?”
“dylan mcdermott. i mean, it’s not like i know who he is anyway…but he was in here.”
“cool. oh yeah, i forgot to tell you who i saw this morning crossing the street in front of my store.”
“who?”
“joe montana.”
“shut up!”
“yeah, i saw him crossing the street with his wife this morning.”
“shut up!”
“i’m serious. i…”
“shut up! i hate you.”
click.